Does Anyone Understand?

Have had several differences of opinion (I mean philosophically, not "I had an argument") with rather a few people today, including loved ones, acquaintances, and perfect strangers.

 

"How many tiffs could one person have in the course of one day?" you might be asking, and the answer is "LOTS."

 

The "discussions" were about... my dissertation, over my blog, over a friendship (apparently I should leave a friend behind because it's bad for my "image", although my philosophy is "ana makhafshi men aye7ad gher rabena," so hah to that!), about my hair (someone wants me to get highlights, which I happen to NOT agree with), over my academic career, over my alleged ambition, over my status as an alleged "bum" (meaning "not ambitious enough"), over seeming too pro-islamic, too anti-islamic, too mean, too friendly, too too too.... akh!

 

Kefaya ba2a!

 

And so, I have to do what any person does when he or she has a headache and is fundamentally against/can't be bothered with any of the customary routes of stress-relief (like pigging out, pigging out on ice cream, drinking liquor, going around with a guy, going around with a girl (!), calling a friend to "rant" (I'd probably get into another micro-jihad), or even watching TV (which I'm SO against it's not even funny!).

 

Yes. Since I'm not down with any of the aforementioned things (for the moment, anyway.. I am NOT against pigging out or ice cream, normally!), I have to do the only thing possible, and that is "Editing Digital Photos."

 

(If you think THAT'S anticlimactic, you'd never believe what film I'm thinking of hitting my DVD player with... "Little Red Riding Hood." Hehe. Oh, the joys of having the mind of a 9-year-old.. :)